Chance The Rapper - Fams & Foolies (DJ Clyde Blend) lyrics

[Hook] Chi-City, Chi-City, Chi-City, Chi-City [Verse 1: Chance The Rapper] I found maggots on my salad, on the check that's on the tablet On the hands of a waitress whose a fat chick on the Atkins Who just happens to be actin' like I owe her any scratch and that Food wasn't even crackin' so I'm dippin' at the back I'm out that jam, up out that jam, up out that jam, up out that jam, boy I heard you going HAM boy, I heard you got some fans boy What happened to that Chan boy? He used to going ham-mor You young don't end up Earl then end up missin' down in Samoa He got talent, and got talent, and got Marcus and got dad And got suspended in the challenge, Andrew Barber and then Fallon And then Leno and then Helen, you just smokin' for the feelin' And the high when you unbalanced don't that sh** just feel like heaven? So f** with lil nitty, I'm boost I'm kitty Hoes is just thirsty, my juice just too hittin' Damn that, you finessin' Boy you two sips in And burn two more doobs for my n***as that's missin', RIP [Hook] Chi-City, Chi-City, Chi-City, Chi-City Chi-City, Chi-City, Chi-City, Chi-City